He had no possessions of his own. He'd claimed this broken toy for the day, knowing that once he returned it, it would again become community property.
He had no clothes of his own. All the clothing was marked boldly with his groupa number. What was his shirt one day would be another child's a few days later.
He had no one who told him not to pick up and eat food that had been dropped on the ground.
And when it came time to eat, he knew nothing of sitting at a table with family and eating until he was full, at his own pace (which is now VERY slow!).
Before our time with him began, no one visited him. He had no one that brought him special gifts or gave him special attention.
Here's the post we wrote a year ago today: http://littleboydove.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-before-court.html
1 comment:
Isabel is also an incredibly slow eater. Drives me nuts sometimes, but at least she's not shoveling in the food as quickly as possible, not knowing when her plate will be taken from her!
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